And Now Back To Isla Fisher With Your Regularly Scheduled Celebrity Panty Flash

If it were up to me, I’d post about nothing but Stephen Hawking’s cybernetic lust for steeze, but then I’d be broke and have to get a real job that requires pants and human interaction. – *cocks gun* Go ahead. Try and make me. – So here’s Isla Fisher’s dress blowing up because McDonald’s doesn’t just shut off the Fryolator and makes you listen to a robot voice talk about hooker vagina. Even though that would be fucking amazing and should come with the McRib. (Ronald, call me.)